I found heaven upon your veins

Blanket tug-of-war, yummy meals; massage as a pretext, defenses yield... Bike rides and back scratches, infinity's realm; the path is unkown destiny at the helm... Forgiveness garden, contrition's kiss; love is far more than meandering bliss; A perfect omletee, gourmet thrown together; same brain, soul's slain, two birds-of-a-feather... Sooooooo, as waters warm and gardens grow; and we emerge from this slumber, sore and slow; there is one thing on earth i most certainly know, that our love is so pure that it pulses and glows; anywhere with you has never been more aprorpos; even in the worst of times our hearts overlow... May 6th, 2020 VL

Whisking icy salt water from sun gilded wings; the warmth that wool blankets and coffee does bring; While the music plays and clams crash to the ground two hearts beat as one, we hear not a sound; Two matching flannels, such birds of a feather, Like paper to flame when our souls join together; Blood and cum splattered bodies, a fixated gaze, How the depths of pure love does surely amaze; Stairs to nowhere, a jagged and uncertain clumb, All destinations are heaven, so long as you're mine. Novemmver 4th, 2019 V.L